Xin Manqing listened to the ruffian boy's words, all his thoughts.

During the treatment, there was no further word, and in the end, the fracture was treated and a cast was applied.

The ruffian boy is like wearing a white "armor", but he also loses his freedom of movement.

Before Xin Manqing left, he said leisurely: "If you like it, you have to possess it, even if it becomes a problem for the other party, don't you mind?" ”

In fact, Xin Manqing was moved by the words of this ruffian boy, in fact, his feelings were very sincere.

Although young relationships don't last long, they don't necessarily end well. But at this moment, he just likes that girl very much.

The ruffian boy was a little confused by Xin Manqing's sudden words. But the boy who was slapped in the face in the next bed said: "If you like it, you can actually protect it silently, just watch her happy." ”

He was answering Xin Manqing's question seriously, and the expression on his face was also very firm.

Xin Manqing watched these two milky little fart children talk to himself very seriously, and could only sigh that the current children are really precocious.

But the younger you are, the purer your feelings are, right? Like is like, without doping material conditions and added value.

Perhaps they are lucky enough to be able to go through a journey of pure love, no matter what the outcome, and only care about what they once had.

After Xin Manqing finished dealing with these children, he didn't realize that it was noon. She went to the cafeteria for some working meals, looked at the lunch break and walked to the dean's office.

When I walked to the door, I saw the assistant lying on the table in the assistant's room, who seemed to be asleep.

Xin Manqing was glad for a while, and then tiptoed open a crack in the door.

Looking left and right, there was no one.

It seems that Bo Jingyu has already entered the lounge for a lunch break.

When she was recuperating here before, she had already mastered Bo Jingyu's work and rest habits.

Xin Manqing took off his shoes and entered the office barefoot, so as not to disturb Bo Jingyu in the lounge.

He is a very light sleeper, especially for short breaks such as midday naps.

Xin Manqing walked to the desk and opened the private drawer at the bottom of Bo Jingyu's desk.

Great, that picture of the little girl is still there.

Xin Manqing hurriedly took out a photo of himself when he was a child from his clothes bag and compared the two photos.

She remembered correctly! The girl in this photo is exactly the same as the one I had taken when I was a child!

Xin Manqing felt that his brain was starting to mess up again. How could Bo Jingyu have a photo of himself when he was a child? Still keep it in a place where you can always get it? Does he have pedophilia? Or did he always know it was when she was a child?

Xin Manqing was so engrossed that he didn't feel that he was covered by a shadow behind him.

"Xin Manqing, what are you doing?" Bo Jingyu's deep voice came above Xin Manqing's head.

"No, no, nothing!" Xin Manqing was so frightened that he couldn't speak, feeling like a thief who had been caught stealing.

"What are you holding in your hands?" Bo Jingyu leaned down, ready to get the photo in Xin Manqing's hand.

Xin Manqing hugged Bo Jingyu all of a sudden, and Bo Jingyu froze there all of a sudden.

A few seconds later, he hugged Xin Manqing back.

It seems like it's been a long time since I've hugged her so simply.

"I'll see what you have in your hands." Although immersed in the warmth of the hug, Bo Jingyu was still awake.

"I don't have anything on my hands." Xin Manqing pushed Bo Jingyu away without admitting it, raised his two hands in front of Bo Jingyu, and shook it.

Means that there is really nothing.

Bo Jingyu took advantage of the situation to squeeze Xin Manqing's hand and dragged her directly below him.

A kiss landed domineeringly between the lips, and the tip of the tongue poked in.

Long-lost aroma.

Before Xin Manqing could react, this domineering kiss stopped after a short while.

"It's your punishment for lying." The corners of Bo Jingyu's mouth hooked up a smile like a clear breeze and a bright moon.

"If you don't confess truthfully, I'll have to search myself?" Bo Jingyu tilted his head slightly and asked.

"Don't, don't, it's just a picture. I'm not that stingy. ”

Xin Manqing didn't want Bo Jingyu to "search his body", she knew what Bo Jingyu wanted to do, and she didn't want to let her reason fall into Bo Jingyu's gentle township.

Bo Jingyu took the photo in Xin Manqing's hand, looked at the girl in the photo calmly, and looked at it for a while. Xin Manqing also stared at Bo Jingyu's face, trying to see what he was thinking.

But his brown eyes grew deeper and deeper, and she couldn't see them.

"Don't you want to tell me something?" Xin Manqing couldn't see through Bo Jingyu's eyes, so he had to use words to get the answer he was looking for.

"What do you want to hear?" Bo Jingyu asked rhetorically.

He even asked me? Didn't he feel like he had to say something? What do I want to hear?

I want to hear him explain whether his father Xin Shanming was his hand or not!

Xin Manqing somehow thought of this again, obviously wanting to know why Bo Jingyu would collect photos of himself when he was a child.

But his indifference made her not know how to speak, and her mind was messed up.

Thinking about it, my head hurt a little again, I was dizzy, and I stumbled under my feet.

Bo Jingyu held Xin Manqing, who was leaning to the side.

"What's wrong?!" There wasn't much expression on his face, but there was eagerness in his words.

"I don't have to tell you." Xin Man straightened his senses, brushed aside Bo Jingyu's hand, turned around and left the dean's office.

Many things are like this, if it is so easy to open your mouth and get the satisfactory answer you want, how can the story continue?

The work of the hospital is very busy, and when it is busy, time flies very quickly, and it is time for Xin Manqing to get off work without paying attention.

Bo Jingyu has another meeting tonight, in fact, even if there is not, the two of them will not reconcile so quickly during the day.

Xin Manqing flipped through the address book of his mobile phone and browsed by name.

Halfway through, she looked up in the direction of the inpatient building.

He Lanqi, He Lanqi, when will you be able to talk to me again?

With a sigh, his fingertips left a name on it, and he dialed the phone.

"Hey, come out for a drink." The other party also agreed very happily.

The two of them made an appointment at the tavern they used to frequent.

The night is dark, the nightlife of the metropolis changes the hero and heroine of the story every day, and there are never fewer people who buy drunk, so the business of the tavern is not deliberately operated.

But there are also many repeat customers who come, and there is never a shortage of customers, and the tavern owner often says, slow down, the rest of your life is so long.

Sit down for a drink, do you want to come and forget your worries?

Xin Manqing's "drinking friend" arrived as scheduled. It turned out to be Ai Yilun.

Xin Manqing watched from afar as Ai Yilun, who was dressed in white, walked towards her through the crowd of crazy demons, and a few glasses of wine were already in a trance in his stomach.

Why is this person not Bo Jingyu. Xin Manqing shook his head and sobered himself up.

"Here we go." She smiled at Ai Yilun.

"According to my professional judgment, alcohol has no effect on the recovery of amnesia, and maybe it will burn out the brain."

Ai Yilun looked at the loneliness in Xin Manqing's eyes, and knew that she was really not in a good mood at this time.

"Don't make a fuss, I'll drink occasionally, it won't burn out, and besides, my brain cells are overflowing." Xin Manqing also made a joke.

Well, if she can be happier, let's have a drink with her.